Poopin Where you Nosh

Professionalism. To be professional. Conducting yourself professionally.

What do you do when there is a personal issue it your life that makes you want to crawl under the covers and die? Obviously you can’t let this affect your hard earned professional achievements? What’s the proper time allowance for grief? Talking about it at work is a no-no unless you’re close with someone and even then…it’s best to keep it to yourself.

Water cooler friends. Gossip mill. I’m currently reading The Devil Wears Prada (I know I know, it’s a mindless read, but I need that right now). Well, I’ve come to the conclusion that, though I want to go into fashion, I don’t want to have to deal with that kind of drama at work. My internship is relatively drama free. There is some talking behind backs and what not, that’d happen anywhere, but I don’t participate in it.

What about “pooping where you nosh” as it were? Meeting someone spectacular at work and watching as things go sour and get awkward. Has anyone had that experience? Unrequited love?